Annie Closet Novels & Stories

I opened one door and it led me to the restroom. The restroom right in front of me was two times bigger than mine back home, a glass see through shower, a large hot tub fitting two people, a water closet and a bidet. And shelfs that were all empty. I went out of the restroom and took the next door that led to the closet, I walked into it and I was speechless. The closet was so spacious. A glass box kind of cupboard was centered in the middle, for jewelries and watches, cloth racks, shoe racks, and lockers for a particular kind of cloth with labels.

A voice in the back of my head reminded me that was the least he could've done; the voice sounded suspiciously like Claudia for some reason. I shook my head and moved around his bedroom, taking in the large space. It was a nice room with surprising amounts of personal touches to it, like a glass tray full of cologne on his dresser, the mirror over his vanity that suspiciously faced directly at the bed, and the closet that looked like it went as deep as my entire dorm floor. I wonder how many clothes he actually owned. Heading over to it, I popped the doors open completely. The light inside came on without me having to touch anything. A small entryway led into the closet with business suits l

I did leave the bed long enough to see if one of the two doors was a bathroom. I was relieved to find one of them was. Although it's extremely small. My closet in my cottage was bigger than this bathroom. There's a small stand-up shower with hardly enough room to bend over. A toilet and a small pedestal sink, so it doesn't even have a cabinet below it for storage. I tried to ignore the persistent knocking, but this time he's being stubborn, and he won't go away. I sit up and straighten my hair before calling out. "Come in."

I can’t shake this off in one day. After my bath, I headed to the room next to mine using the door connecting it to my own. It was my closet, sure, it’s huge, and there are stairs leading up. Believe it or not, I filled every part of this. With my perfumes, makeup, clothes, shoes, bags, you name it, and I have it.

Next to it were various shelves aligned with footwears which had a horizontal rectangular mirror opposite it. Where all these for me? I slid open the wardrobe and was met with various exquisite styles of dresses. All these were literally for me? I closed it back and walked outside the closet, the maid still standing fixed on the spot. I walked to the frosty silver door and opened it, peering inside. It was a barroom. The walls were covered with black marbles and the bathroom had a lot of walking space. My eyes observed a jaccuzi sized hot tub attached to the wall and a shower not to far from it as the sweet scent of lavender hit my nostrils.

It was replaced by built-in cabinets in an off-white finish. Every trace of my life, from books, awards, to pictures, was missing. The space was now furnished with clothes, bags, and shoes. My room in the apartment I had paid for had been converted into Cass’ walk-in closet.

I looked up at him, but he offered no further explanation. Instead, he followed my gaze toward two doors near the far wall. “One leads to the bathroom. The other is the walk-in closet.” His tone remained casual. “There’s enough space for your clothes because I don’t require much.” Then finally, he released my wrist and I moved toward the bathroom first, needing distance to steady myself. Black marble covered the floors and counters, giving the entire space a sleek, expensive appearance. A massive walk-in shower sat near the corner while a Jacuzzi tub rested beneath a large window overlooking the gardens outside.

He scurried off while Lana pranced into the bathroom. Just like the bedroom, the bathroom was exceptional too. Simple. Classy. Cozy. It had an Antolini Sequoia Brown wall over immaculate granite tiles on the floor, sink, and around the oval-shaped bathtub in the middle. On the left side, there was a large cabinet with three sections. One on the upper part held the towels, bathrobes, and hairbands. The middle held the toiletries and skincare products. The last part held small baskets that had makeup products, hairpins, and hairbrushes.

Alisia gave me a few more seconds to take in the sight of the great bathroom before pulling out of the room and dragging me into the room of the right side of the wall. The Valentino Mansion was not disappointing me one bit. What, with its mere size and beautiful colors, furniture, and utensils? The closet was not any less awe striking than the rest of the room. Just like the bathroom, it had more than enough space- much more space than I knew what to do with. It had several mahogany drawers and hangers for my clothes, and a shelf for my shoes and bags, and the white and golden tiles of its floors shine under the light bulbs.

The shelves and rods in this closet and the one across from it, are completely bare. Further down the little hallway is a bathroom. When I emerge into the bathroom, I gasp at the size. It is easily the size of my whole room at Patty’s. The entire bathroom is done in marble with black fixtures. The soaker tub is massive, big enough for four regular size people or... Tyson and me. There are two vanities and Tyson already has his things at the smaller of the two. There’s another walk in closet in here and it has all of Tyson’s suits hanging inside.